Last Friday mom and I boarded an airplane and landed at Pittsburgh airport. Brother picked us up and drove home. Since then, it’s been a roller coaster ride. I’ve seen my friends, except one who reminded me how most of my friends here never follow through on plans we already scheduled.
I am only here for one week. This friend scheduled to see a movie with me on Sunday. Then Sunday came and she was asking me if the next day would be better going earlier. Family was coming that day. So I told her Sunday evening is still ok. She then told me her friend wanted to go see the movie too. I couldn’t go the day she wanted and she tried hard to fit my schedule with her friend’s. This friend lives here sees her more than I. In the end, I reminded her I am only here for a week and that still didn’t work. Therefore, I told her she can just go with her friend. On Sunday evening I went alone, which I am used to by now.
I let that not get me down this week. I had fun other than that and some personal family things. I traveled to Erie and met some friends there. One friend after her work drove an hour just to see me because I left Erie and was near home when I got her text that I could visit. It was nice seeing her and my other friends. I also walked around the University there and saw some of my past professors. Some I didn’t think remembered me, did. Most of the professors were gone though for the summer.
I also met with neighbors and family friends. My parents one friend who’s wife passed couple years ago, he’s remarried and we visited him and his now wife. That was a bittersweet moment because I wanted to see pictures of the one who passed away. I missed her. I don’t know why. Mom said she took care of my brother and me for a whole week when she had to go out of state because Dad had a heart attack in another state he used to work at.
This trip was full of memories. It was nice to come back for a visit. I’m kind of sad it has to end. Tomorrow morning going back to Tx. Monday back to work. I don’t want this visit to end, but I know time is not on my side. Day will end. Morning will come. Soon I will be back on a plane. At least I can say after 3.5 years, I had a chance to come back home. Afterall, some don’t have the chance to.